Yasmin was born the day before I was, and they were our neighbors in the hospital. I don't remember meeting her, but daddy said that I talked with her at night while we were both hungry.
We went to the Santa Monica beach. Uncle Matt brought an umbrella to keep the sun off of us, and we had lunch and talked about our lives in the last 100 (or 101) days.
Me and daddy at the beach
Keeping warm in the shade
Me, daddy, mommy, Yasmin and Uncle Matt
2 comments:
That's not a beach...its just a place where the land meets the water...only Hawaii has beaches
I do hope I will be able to find out the difference when mommy and daddy take me home to Hawaii.
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